"GIRL$" lyrics

Dirty magazine, sticky centrepiece
Cherry-pickin'-pin-up, wet dream desire
Tell us who to be
Call it liberty
No surprise, you're a mother-fuckin' liar

Tried to be somebody else just for you
All that it did was just take all my youth

Too pretty
Too ugly
Too skinny
Too slutty
No money
Not funny

You don't know a thing about

Girls girls girls
You don't know a thing about
Girls girls girls
You don't know a thing about

Not your fantasy, are you mad at me?
Try to look away, so I poke the fire
If the drinks are free, get the Hennessy
I don't wanna fuck, so call me a liar

Props on a silver screen
Don't pretend that you know what I mean

Too pretty
Too ugly
Too skinny
Too slutty
No money
Not funny

You still don't know dick about

Girls girls girls
You don't know a thing about
Girls girls girls

Miedo
Es lo que yo ya no tengo
Puedo
I do what I want y lo obtengo
Fuck you y fuck you por dos
Don't talk about me and my

Girls

Oh honey, did I take it too far?
Am I bleeding enough?

You don't know a thing about

Girls girls girls
You don't know a thing about
Girls girls girls
You don't know a thing about

Girls girls girls
You don't know a thing about
Girls girls girls
You don't know a thing about